We have applied the blister as you directed, and it seems to be rising well; but still the swelling and inflamation are nowise
abated.1 Mr Carlyle has not be[en] able to swallow anything whatever, since you saw him, his throat being quite closed up, so that to get the powder over, and in that way have a chance of sleep, is out of the question. What makes the matter worse
he has an excessive desire to drink. Can you suggest anything else instead of the powder? For the prospect of another such
night as the last, or perhaps even a worse is quite frightful. Would leeches be of any use—do you think